Page 72 of They All Puck Me

The movie's credits begin to roll, and I can't shake the feeling of not wanting this night to end. The cozy atmosphere, the warmth of their presence—it's intoxicating. I turn to Liam, his baby blues catching my eyes in the dim light.

Without a second thought, I lean in and kiss him deeply. His hand cups my cheek, pulling me closer, the kiss deepening with every passing second.

"Sharing is caring," Noah quips from my other side, breaking the spell but making me laugh.

I pull away from Liam and turn to Noah. "You're right," I say with a grin before capturing his lips in a kiss. It's playful at first, but it quickly turns heated, his hands threading through my hair.

When we break apart, I glance down at Ethan on the floor. His eyes are clouded over with lust, watching us with an intensity that makes my pulse quicken. I stand up from the couch and bend over him, our faces inches apart.

"Ethan," I murmur before pressing my lips to his. He responds immediately, his hand gripping the back of my neck as he pulls me down to him. The kiss is raw and hungry, leaving me breathless.

When I finally pull away, I'm aware of Liam and Noah watching us from the couch, both sporting hard-ons that are impossible to ignore.

"Well," I say with a sly smile as I straighten up, "looks like we're all on the same page here."

I stand up slowly, feeling the weight of their eyes on me. I start to unbutton my shirt, taking my time with each button, letting the anticipation build. I can see their reactions—Noah’s playful smirk, Liam’s intense gaze, and Ethan’s eyes darkening with desire.

Oscar, blissfully unaware of the charged atmosphere, nuzzles against Ethan. Ethan gently pushes him away. "I love you buddy but you got to go, scram."

I giggle at Ethan's gruff affection for my dog, which seems to break the tension just enough to keep me grounded. The guys are eating it up, their eyes never leaving me as I continue to undress. My shirt falls to the floor, followed by my jeans. I pause, letting them take in the sight of me in my lingerie.

"Is this too much too soon?" I ask, my voice steady but filled with vulnerability.

"Fuck no," Liam growls, standing up and closing the distance between us in a few strides. He pulls me into a sensual kiss that leaves me breathless. His hands are firm on my waist as he lifts me effortlessly.

"Take the lead, captain," I murmur against his lips. He undoes my bra with ease and helps me out of my panties.

He looks over at Noah and Ethan. "Be ready on the bench," he commands with a smirk that sends a thrill through me.

"Yes captain," Ethan replies with a wink.

Liam carries me to the couch and places me down gently, spreading my legs apart. Noah and Ethan move closer, their expressions a mix of awe and desire as they get a front-row view.

Liam kneels between my legs, his fingers trailing up my thighs. "You’re so fucking beautiful," he whispers before his mouth descends on me. The sensation is electric, sending shivers through my body.

Noah leans in closer from his position beside us. "Damn, Liv, we're the luckiest fuckers alive," he says softly, his voice filled with admiration.

Ethan remains standing but moves closer to get a better view. His eyes lock onto mine as if seeking permission to join in.

I reach out a hand towards Ethan and nod slightly. "Come here," I say softly.

He kneels next to Liam and runs his hands along my body while Liam continues his ministrations. The dual sensations drive me wild.

Liam's tongue works magic between my thighs, sending waves of pleasure coursing through me. His fingers slip inside, curling just right, making my back arch off the couch. I can't help but moan loudly, the sound echoing in the room.

Noah's lips find mine, swallowing my moans with a searing kiss. His hand slides up to cup my breast, squeezing gently before his thumb brushes over my nipple. I gasp into his mouth as the sensation travels straight to my core.

Ethan’s hands are on me too, pinching and rolling my other nipple between his fingers. His touch is rougher, a contrast to Noah’s gentleness but no less electrifying. "Fuck, you look so good like this," he murmurs, his voice thick with desire.

"She's close," Liam growls from between my legs. He increases the pace of his fingers and licks, pushing me right to the edge.

The room spins as the pleasure builds, coiling tighter and tighter until I can't hold it back any longer. My body trembles as I climax hard, crying out into Noah's kiss. Liam keeps working me through it until I'm utterly spent.

"Shit," Noah breathes against my lips. "That was hot."

Liam pulls back, his face glistening with evidence of my release. He smirks at Ethan and Noah. "Come get a taste."

Ethan doesn't need any more encouragement. He moves down quickly, replacing Liam between my legs. His tongue dives in, lapping up every drop of me with fervor. "Damn, you taste fucking amazing," he mutters against my skin.

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